But can we talk. Something is happening and if you're a part of it Iwant you to stop. It's not funny. I need your help."Half in the bottle, I must hav...e sounded crazy. I'd explain everything toher tomorrow while I was completing my chores.I must have drifted off because the chime of the cell woke me.I actually dreaded opening it.The message was from Kelli, her bubbly face smiling in the image: I'vegot a surprise for you tomorrow. Don't get scared or nervous, but I'mhaving some......No. You'll. Therefore, I lifted her skirt and felt her panty. I tried to put my head at her crotch, she was shocked to see it. Oh bhayya what are you doing. I can say what it is by smelling saying I inhaled, it was sweet scent of fresh cunt juice, and this was something different from my sister. I nudged my nose between her crotch. She was getting frustrated bhayya you have felt it no, now leave it. Instead of leaving her I pulled her panty, she was trying to push me but I pulled her panty out. Oh brother. This was a knock-off. Instead of Alexander Hamilton, this snooze fest was about Margaret Hamilton, who played the wicked witch in "Wizard of Oz." Not wanting to disappoint the Doc again, I placed my arm around her and we began making out like two freshman girls in our first dorm. Our liplock was rudely interrupted by screams from the tiny, creaking stage.A portly man wearing a monocle and a kerchief, perhaps the director, rushed on stage, breathless, shouting, "The slippers are missing! The. . THAT MONSTER!Perhaps it was the heat of the sun affecting her, but Julia found herself seeing Quentin’s face grinning up out of the deck beneath. Sobbing, she would beat at it with the back of the brush.THWACCCKKK!The thong of leather blazed across her bottom.“What do you think you’re doing, you stupid bitch?”THWWAACCCKKKK!“Yyaiieeeee!”“You scrub it... not hit it!”TTHHWWAAACCCKKKKK!“Aaaghh... aaiiieee!”“Get on with it... come on, put your back into it...”“Yes... Yes... Miss...”Julia scrubbed.